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This story was written for Kemper as part of my Patreon request days for April. It contains M/F sexual acts between consenting adults, and oviposition. :3

Moments of Sweet Eggstasy

"O-oh... I... I think it's starting..."

Everything about this situation was strange and new to Kylani. Looking down over her breasts to see her belly rounded and swollen as it now was proved enthralling enough, but that was nothing compared to the wonder of having watched it swell and grow over the last thirty minutes. She was glad she hadn't been alone for it, though. Glad to have someone to support her. Someone with whom to share this strange, new and increasingly exciting experience.

Kemper lay beside Kylani, the two sabretoothed cats spooning, utterly nude and trembling in slightly nervous, slightly bashful excitement. They could both feel Kemper's arousal throbbing between the supple cheeks of Kylani's rump, and as the male feline's paws roamed across his dear friend's belly and bare breasts he had elicited many a moan from her in return. Now though, as Kemper reached down lower still and probed a teasing pair of fingers through the soft, delicate fluff upon the female's pubic mound, she was already moaning. Without any touch, any provocation from him, she was beginning to shuffle and squirm back against him.

"Oh gosh. It... it's r-really happening, Kemper. I... oh! Oh! G-god, fuck!"

The sabretoothed male's fingers barely grazed Kylani's clitoris, delving gently between her legs to the apex of her pussy's outer lips. The result however was anything but gentle. Kylani's whole body tensed violently, and as her crying, her cursing reached a frantic crescendo she let loose a vicious and savage scream of pure ecstasy. Kemper withdrew his hand from between her legs, unable to keep it in any meaningful contact as her legs thrashed and her thighs shook, but it didn't matter. The orgasm he had unleashed from Kylani with his solitary caress ran roughshod through her regardless of any continued stimulation, and for almost twenty seconds all the male could do was cling to his lover as she grunted, roared and shrieked in what sounded and looked like cataclysmically intense pleasure.

As she came down from the intoxicating high of her peak though, Kylani turned her head to regard Kemper with wide eyed lust and dismay all rolled into one. She panted. Groaned. Every word she spoke seemed like the most extreme effort.

"I... f-feel... like... like I could... c-cum again. Just... a-ahh... just one touch. But, it's coming. It's still... s-still building. Please. Kemper. Watch."

She bit down on her bottom lip, growling and huffing as even the movement of Kemper's body away from her seemed nearly to drive her over the edge. The naked, red faced but desperately aroused male peeled himself apart from her trembling form, and boldly moved down the length of the bed upon which they were resting. He knelt, able to feel his erection straining and slapping upward against his stomach, between Kylani's legs as she lay down upon her back and spread them wide open, bent at the knee. He reached out, hands trembling, and stroked the insides of her thighs. In return he was granted a fresh wail of pleasure, and from that intimate contact alone watched as the muscles of Kylani's pussy began to visible contract and convulse in yet another orgasmic high.

As Kylani endured that second orgasmic rush however, as her body shook, as her hands clutched at her own breasts and her rounded belly shook and jiggled, there was something else happening between her legs other than the rhythmic clutching of her pussy's inner muscles. She could feel it. And more visibly, more undeniably so, Kemper could see it. He could see Kylani's pussy beginning to stretch. To spread out and open up even though not so much as a single finger had entered her since they'd begun this endeavour just an hour or so ago. In fact, now that Kemper thought about it and glanced ever so briefly to the bedside table, it had been almost exactly one hour. Fifty eight minutes and thirty seconds, by the clock's estimate, since Kylani had sipped the last of that rich, chocolatey substance. Fifty eight minutes and thirty seconds... closer to fifty nine now in fact, since Kylani's belly had begun to grow, and the eggs they had been promised had started to swell inside of her.

Eggs which were now ready to emerge.

"Oh. O-oh... Kemper. Oh gosh. T-they're... I can feel them. Oh. _Ohhhhh god _!"

Kylani didn't even need to be touched this time. Her swollen, stretched out pussy began to quiver and clutch all over again in a third near consecutive orgasm. Her toes curled down into the large towel laid out upon the bed beneath her, and as her feet pressed down into the cotton fabric she lifted her hips clean off the bed. She began to hump, to buck her hips against the thin air surrounding her as glistening droplets of liquid began to trickle from the depths of her pussy. She gasped and mewled and cried out over the trembling mounds of her breasts and the swollen girth of her belly, trying to catch even a glimpse of Kemper's wide eyed, enthralled face for comfort and support. Instead she heard his voice, husky, trembling with wonder and arousal.

"It's happening, Ky. Oh god. You're doing it. Y-you're..."

The glistening, colourful and end tip of something made itself visible, pushing outward, emerging from the stretched and trembling flesh of Kylani's pussy. The rounded, broad base of an egg, at least double the size of the largest hen's egg that Kemper had ever seen. It was a pale straw yellow in colour, with blue and pink speckles across its surface. And as it ceased merely to peek out from within Kylani's body and began to push forward, protruding more and more, Kylani's mewling and crying out in pleasure intensified to new and savage heights of pure elation. She screamed at the top of her lungs. She squirted, hot gushes of liquid pouring out around the egg's girth as it stretched her to her limits and beyond, and she gave an almighty, joyous wail of ecstasy as the egg popped free some moments later, rolling out onto the towel and lying there still glistening in Kylani's still gushing orgasmic juices.

It didn't end with a single egg though. Kemper watched, knelt, and shuddered as he fought not to touch his throbbing cock as a second, then a third, then a fourth egg popped free from Kylani's now constantly cumming, endlessly ecstasy-stricken pussy over the space of perhaps five minutes. All the while he could feel himself getting more and more worked up, but there was more to it than simple arousal. More to it than the scent of sex and intoxicating desire hanging heavy in the bedroom air. He could smell sex, sure. He could smell her desire. Her excitement. But, alongside Kylani's lust, Kemper could also smell... sweetness. A rich, creamy, undeniably chocolatey scent. And it was that, as much as her frantic and desperate screams, which eventually drove him to do more than simply watch.

"_ Kemper _!"

Kylani screamed the male's name, shocked, overwhelmed, overjoyed as he lunged forward with a desperate snarl and buried his face between her legs. His tongue began to lap hungrily, and he gurgled, gasped, shuddered in glorious ecstasy of his very own as he gulped down the first mouthful of her still spraying, soaking wet ejaculate. Normally he would have delighted in this experience, but today... today it was something far more than normal.

Her juices were sweet. Not just sweet in fact, but loaded with the rich, creamy flavour of white chocolate. No sooner had they landed upon Kemper's tongue, he began to growl and grunt loudly as he sought to gulp down yet more. And more. More with each passing second. He pressed his face greedily against her still stretched and gushing pussy, and pulled her thighs yet wider still apart to grant himself more unabashed and unfettered access to that chocolatey nectar.

Barely ten seconds passed before, with an almighty roar of his own that was still barely audible over Kylani's frantic and ongoing shrieks, Kemper's cock began to spray hot ribbons of cum across the bed beneath him. Untouched, unstimulated by stroking or squeezing of hands or a mouth or anything else, it didn't matter. Kemper began to cum just as hard as the woman from whom he was feasting, and sent streaks of his thick seed lashing out across the smooth, glistening eggs piling up between Kylani's legs.

*********

More than an hour passed before the pair were coherent and conscious enough to take further stock of their situation, neither one truly aware of how much of that time they'd spent locked in orgasm together at the behest of the miraculous drink which Kylani had imbibed just a couple of hours ago.

When sanity was restored enough for Kemper to begin processing and producing memories once more, the first thing he recalled was the taste of chocolate and rich, luxurious vanilla cream. The second thing was Kylani. Her eyes peering deep into his. And the third... the third was pleasure.

He groaned happily, realising that he was lying beneath the sabretoothed female as she rode him, gently rocking back and forth upon his erection. Beside them lay a pile of eggs, almost a dozen in total, clean, smooth, still glistening slightly. Atop that pile however one of the eggs was broken. Cracked open, and with a gooey whiteness resting inside what looked like a thick layer of milk chocolate, the outer surface alone coloured with a sweet sugar candy shell.

He watched as Kylani reached out, plucked another piece off the egg glistening with that same vanilla cream filling, and slipped it into her muzzle. Her eyes fell closed, heavy lidded, and he felt her pussy's walls convulse around his cock. Not a full on orgasm by any means, but undeniably influenced by a surge of pleasure.

"O-open wide..."

Kylani moaned to him happily as she picked off another piece of egg. She guided it playfully towards his muzzle while he obeyed with an anticipatory growl, and sure enough no sooner had the sweet taste met his lips the male's body and mind alike were overwhelmed by a volatile surge of pure, uncontrolled pleasure.

When finally sanity was restored to his mind once more, he glanced up at Kylani with a groan of joy. She giggled, leaned over him, and they kissed deeply in their glee.

"So... do you think Willow will enjoy one of the vanilla cream eggs as her Easter gift?"

She raised another piece of the broken egg in one trembling hand, and brought it to rest tantalisingly close to both their open, panting muzzles.

"Or, w-would you like another taste first? Just to be even more sure."

By Jeeves

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